Interlude
Disclaimer: Seed and Destiny do not belong to me in anyway. I own the plot of this story and that's it.
Author's Note: Some spoiler to ep 28 of Destiny. After watching the episode, this is what I got for Cagalli and Kira, when they returned to AA. Of course, expect OOCness. Their relationship in my story (and stories) will be quite, quite close. But no, they are not there as in going over the line. Yet.
That done, hope you enjoy!
"Cagalli-san... I wonder if she'll be all right..." said Miriallia sadly.
It had been some hours since Freedom and Strike Rouge returned to Archangel. As soon as Strike Rouge got inside, Cagalli bounded out of the suit, stumbling, running blindly away from everyone.
Kira got out just as fast. He ran after her, calling her name desperately.
Captain Murrue Ramius sighed. "I... We didn't expect... We never wanted it to be like this..."
In the desert hallway, Kira, still in his pilot suit, stood alone in front of the close door, listening helplessly to the sound of suffering coming from the other side, the crying of his sister inside that dark cold room.
Miriallia smiled, weakly. "From the beginning... Even back then, we didn't expect, and we never wanted, things to turn out the way they have. We only did what we thought was right at that moment."
"Cagalli..."
Murrue returned the smile with a sad one of her own. "Many things have happened. We have been through quite a lot together since...Heliopolis."
Darkness... Tears of pain and sorrow never stopped falling...
"So we have," a distant look came into her blue eyes. The cuts might have healed over time, but they had become scars that would never fade. "So we have..."
Silence... Cries of a torn, tortured soul echoed...
Taking a half-hearted sip from her tea, she stopped fighting and let herself remembered. It hurt... It hurt so much but still... Still she wanted to hold on, to still remember...
Death... Wounds of loss kept bleeding, wounds that would never be healed...
Miriallia covered her eyes with one hand. "Why...? Why it never ends?"
A tear trembled at the corner of her eye, Captain Ramius was silent.
"Cagalli..." fisted gloved hands resting against the cold surface of the close door, he could barely restrain himself from doing something very violent to the cursed metal that separated him from her. The burning desire to just tear the thing down was almost unbearable.
Did she know? Did she know at all that she was not the only one suffering? Did she know at all that he was suffering with her?
"Don't do this," he whispered, his body shaking with emotions. "Don't do this to yourself, Cagalli. Please don't."
Through the fragile bond that they shared, binding them as dream and despair, he could see crimson blood dripping silently from her torn wings. Fighting for so long against those who wanted to keep her in that golden cage, she was cornered into submission. It was almost too late that he realized the truth before he rushed to free her. They almost lost her… Almost. But he was able to find and bring her back to where she truly belonged just in time. And how cruel was her fate. Their fates. Just when she at last had enough courage to open her wings and took flight to the sky, they ripped those wings and broke her down by destroying the very reason, the very mean of hope that she had left to hold on to. The only thing she had been living for ever since…
He slammed his fists at the door. Never had he been so angry… so very angry…
Damn them. Damn him.
"Stop it, Kira! I told you to stop things like this and return to Orb!"
"Pull back, Kira! The only thing your power does is to confuse the battlefield!"
"The one that set this up was the Earth Military. So, are you guys asking for the Minerva to sink!"
Metallic… He could taste the metallic taste of blood in his mouth. He had bitten his lip so hard that it bled.
"STOP IT!"
"Takemikazuchi! Stop it!"
A wordless wail of a torn, dying soul cut through the still air and ripped at his soul.
Cagalli... Cagalli...
The abandoned Despair that dreamed. The dream had shattered.
The broken Dream that despaired. The despair that would last forever.
When would it end?
She continued her crying, weeping, and grieving.
For those who were lost. For those who were left behind. For those who would die.
And he stood there, listening, crying, weeping, and grieving.
For her.
Damn him. Damn it all.
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